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incisors descend before she leaned over and gently sank her teeth into the flesh just above his collarbone. She realized, of course, that he had effectively changed the subject regarding Dante, but there would be more time for discussion later. Right now, all she could think about was her driving hunger and how hot she suddenly felt.
GianMarco threw his head back and released what sounded like a moan of pure ecstasy. His coppery-sweet, life-giving fluid flooded her mouth and slid down her throat. If someone had told Maggie several months ago that she would enjoy sucking blood, she’d have laughed her ass off, but here she was savoring every drop that touched her tongue.
When she had enough, Maggie lifted her head and pushed him back on the bed, thankful that they slept in the nude, making it easier for her middle-of-the-night feedings. She pushed the blanket aside to reveal his long rock-hard cock.
GianMarco always seemed ready at the mere touch of her fingertips. She encircled his thick shaft in her hands and ran her tongue on its satiny head, reveling in his unique flavor. He sighed in obvious delight and Maggie’s heart warmed, knowing that he was turned on by her ministrations.
He was so large; she tested the weight of his manhood within the palm of her hand, loving the sensation. Maggie lowered her mouth, careful not to rub her teeth against his sensitive flesh. With her free hand, she cupped his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze.
“Oh, God, Maggie,” GianMarco groaned.
She tightened her fist and lips around his dick as her mouth moved up and down the length of him. If she could have smiled, she would have. She was just happy that she could please him this way. As she grew large with his child, they had had to be increasingly inventive in their lovemaking.
His hands dug into her hair while he elevated his hips in an upward thrust, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. After months of practice, Maggie could nearly take his entire length into her mouth, but she wasn’t all the way there yet.
Her fingers continued to fondle his sac while she increased the speed of her movements over his rod to match his thrusts. Her pussy became moist, her juices dripping out to dampen her inner thighs.
GianMarco must have smelled it. “Turn that sexy ass of yours around so I can taste some of that delicious pussy.”
Maggie maneuvered the lower part of her body around until her hips straddled her husband’s face. She lowered her wet cunt over his mouth and his lips immediately fastened over her labia, sucking on them with a voraciousness that sent bolts of delight through her body.
Maggie nearly lost her train of thought when his tongue delved between her pussy lips and speared her hot channel. “Oh, dear Lord,” she moaned, lifting her head from his cock. She mashed her pussy against his face, feeling his fingers shift, his sharp nails digging into her flesh. The pleasure far outweighed the pain.
She lapped at the precum glistening on the head of his cock, knowing that GianMarco was close to his peak. Maggie lowered her head and sucked the heated skin of his balls. His flesh was incredibly hot beneath her mouth. No matter how many times she did this to him, it was never enough.
Maggie groaned at the exquisite sensation of his tongue fucking her, taking her, branding her. It was almost too hard to concentrate when he did such toe-curling things to her with his talented mouth. She returned her attention back to his shaft, stuffing as much of it as she could between her lips.
Suddenly, the tongue in her pussy ceased its thrusts and GianMarco’s fingernails broke her skin. He pushed his hips up and a stream of his essence trickled down the back of her throat. She licked and slurped, making sure she didn’t spill a single drop.
She lifted her head only when she’d sucked GianMarco dry, his sexual secretions satisfying her hunger as much as his blood had. Maggie lifted her hips up and away from his face, but
GianMarco threw his head back and released what sounded like a moan of pure ecstasy. His coppery-sweet, life-giving fluid flooded her mouth and slid down her throat. If someone had told Maggie several months ago that she would enjoy sucking blood, she’d have laughed her ass off, but here she was savoring every drop that touched her tongue.
When she had enough, Maggie lifted her head and pushed him back on the bed, thankful that they slept in the nude, making it easier for her middle-of-the-night feedings. She pushed the blanket aside to reveal his long rock-hard cock.
GianMarco always seemed ready at the mere touch of her fingertips. She encircled his thick shaft in her hands and ran her tongue on its satiny head, reveling in his unique flavor. He sighed in obvious delight and Maggie’s heart warmed, knowing that he was turned on by her ministrations.
He was so large; she tested the weight of his manhood within the palm of her hand, loving the sensation. Maggie lowered her mouth, careful not to rub her teeth against his sensitive flesh. With her free hand, she cupped his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze.
“Oh, God, Maggie,” GianMarco groaned.
She tightened her fist and lips around his dick as her mouth moved up and down the length of him. If she could have smiled, she would have. She was just happy that she could please him this way. As she grew large with his child, they had had to be increasingly inventive in their lovemaking.
His hands dug into her hair while he elevated his hips in an upward thrust, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. After months of practice, Maggie could nearly take his entire length into her mouth, but she wasn’t all the way there yet.
Her fingers continued to fondle his sac while she increased the speed of her movements over his rod to match his thrusts. Her pussy became moist, her juices dripping out to dampen her inner thighs.
GianMarco must have smelled it. “Turn that sexy ass of yours around so I can taste some of that delicious pussy.”
Maggie maneuvered the lower part of her body around until her hips straddled her husband’s face. She lowered her wet cunt over his mouth and his lips immediately fastened over her labia, sucking on them with a voraciousness that sent bolts of delight through her body.
Maggie nearly lost her train of thought when his tongue delved between her pussy lips and speared her hot channel. “Oh, dear Lord,” she moaned, lifting her head from his cock. She mashed her pussy against his face, feeling his fingers shift, his sharp nails digging into her flesh. The pleasure far outweighed the pain.
She lapped at the precum glistening on the head of his cock, knowing that GianMarco was close to his peak. Maggie lowered her head and sucked the heated skin of his balls. His flesh was incredibly hot beneath her mouth. No matter how many times she did this to him, it was never enough.
Maggie groaned at the exquisite sensation of his tongue fucking her, taking her, branding her. It was almost too hard to concentrate when he did such toe-curling things to her with his talented mouth. She returned her attention back to his shaft, stuffing as much of it as she could between her lips.
Suddenly, the tongue in her pussy ceased its thrusts and GianMarco’s fingernails broke her skin. He pushed his hips up and a stream of his essence trickled down the back of her throat. She licked and slurped, making sure she didn’t spill a single drop.
She lifted her head only when she’d sucked GianMarco dry, his sexual secretions satisfying her hunger as much as his blood had. Maggie lifted her hips up and away from his face, but
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